Random somethings in my head…

I feel shadows turning over

Revealing new thoughts I’ve kept at bay

And this winter frost through summer remains

Even though it’s a new day

I can hear it as you recite your lines

Oh so denied, and so you lie

Just enough for oohs and ahhs

Now we’re pretty plastic gazing through the glass

You won’t let me go, and it hurts me to stay

How cliché

It’s not even at me you’re looking

It’s not like your were looking anyway

Maybe I wasn’t as broken or maybe I just healed wrong

But now the stitching is ripping, and the whole side is torn

I can see it now

I can see now

I can now

I can.